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Previously on
Billions...

I told Donnie we've always
known we can trust him.

Get started with 200,000 shares
of Rubinex.

So we've been profiling
all the players,

and we see this Donnie Caan.

Suddenly, he loads up on Rubinex.

He couldn't provide
the research on the trade.

He agreed to cooperate right away.

When Axe takes a big position
on Kemlot, long,

that audit is going to be
a key piece of evidence

proving he went against the numbers
because he knew something.

I'm not gonna be part
of the case going forward.

I've recused myself.

I want you to keep me in the loop
about what you're doing.

But you're recusing yourself.

The gloves are off.
We do whatever it takes.

I came across a job that I think
might be your Shangri-La.

I know it's yours if you're interested.

Now the Axelrod name
will be forever affixed

to this building for all time.

Axe is a folk hero in this town.

The guy gave the New York City
Firefighters Foundation

$100 million last year.

The police gave him a plaque
at Ground Zero

with his goddamn name on it.

You just need to read this thing I found.

It'll make your day.

- Who should we give it to?
- Dimonda.

September 11, 2001...

a plane crashes into the North Tower.

You short aviation stocks
in the European markets,

making hundreds of millions
of dollars.

And you take that money,
and you call it Axe Capital.

Taking on the Police Fund as a client

was one of the proudest moments
of my life.

Last thing I want to do
is pull my money, but I will.

- When do we give them Kemlot?
- Soon.

Okay, best baseball team, all time?

'27 Yankees?

Justify it.
Why were they the best?

- Murders' Row.
- Murderers'.

And that's not an argument, Dean.

I know. Gehrig hit.373.

Hey. Kids, you want to get
some ice cream?

- Yeah.
- School night?

Yeah. Let's get some anyway.
Run in. We'll see you in there.

Okay.

Will you catch up with the kids?

I'll call George to bring
the Range Rover around.

It's getting worse.

Yep. It's just starting.

Three ball, side pocket.

When you're alone,
do you always call 'em like that?

No. Just in my head.

But I keep myself honest.

Only counts if it goes where I tell it to.

- How many?
- Forty-two in a row.

Fifth rack almost dead.
Haven't missed yet.

You don't usually even think
about missing.

Don't read anything into it.

Kids asleep?

Yeah.

I'm glad you saw it
and reacted the way you did.

Hey, give yourself credit.

You got with it pretty quick.

We protected them.

Yep.

Haven't missed yet.

I told you not to read into it.

My job is to read into everything
when it comes to you and them.

That was really, really scary.

And I don't scare.

There's hatred.
I can feel it.

I know.

Maybe we should think
about moving away,

just for a while,
somewhere far away from here.

No. No way.

No one is chasing us
from our home or my work.

Six ball.

Towers down, profits up!

Towers down, profits up!

Towers down, profits up!
Towers down, profits up!

Axe Capital is profiting

from the deaths of 9/11!

I'm surprised you let those protesters
out there beat you to it, Sean.

So you've been expecting me?

- Good.
- Yep.

The vultures and the hyenas
always share the carcass meal.

As you know, I'm not just a fund-raiser

for the symphony hall and the grounds.

I am also a custodian

of the legacy of the arts...

which requires
some difficult conversations.

Since the Yuletide season
is down the road,

I couldn't help thinking
about the real-life Saint Nicholas.

That's Nikolaos,
the fourth-century bishop of Myra

who was famed
for his anonymous donations

to the poor, children, sailors.

If he was anonymous,
how do you know he did it?

We need to rename the building.

Sure. That's 100 mil
at 3.3% for three months,

which makes $100,825,000
you pay me back,

and we part as friends.

And, hey, I won't even charge you
any interest

on what I paid the Eads family.

That's comped.

We're not in a position
to give the money back.

So...

a name change to...

Freedom Hall or Enterprise Hall.

Majestic titles
that would bespeak a general...

No. Yeah, I know.

Yeah.

Keep going down this road,

and my lawyers won't stop
until I own the goddamn place.

So it's eitherAxelrod Hall
or Go Fuck Yourself Hall.

You choose.

And the sad thing is,
it's so competitive now.

Half the Chinese
are applying to the Ivies.

All our kids are gonna end up
at second-tier schools.

Not Eva.
She's going to Yale.

Like I said...

Oh, you fucking Harvard guys.

You sure?
Nothing for you?

Not hydrating today.

So I'm thrilled

you got someone
on the inside at Axe Cap.

Who looped you in?

I'm tracking so many of these things,
I don't even notice who's briefing me.

Just the bars on the unis, you know?

Anyway, it's all good, man.

This 9/11 shit...
God smiled down on you.

Axelrod magically became
the poster child

for Wall Street malfeasance
and profiteering offterrorism.

Or maybe not so magically.

In any case,

a big takedown makes
all of Justice look good.

And that's what you care about, huh?

Don't kid yourself, Chaz.

Perception has to be managed
for the good of the country.

Yeah, I employed the phrase,
and I meant it.

Optics matter.

None of us...
not the AG, not you, not me...

none of us took down
a single fucking giant

in the shadow of the crash of '08.

I mean, maybe one or two
mortgage brokers got kneecapped.

Axelrod's the chance
to cement shoe a big one...

for all of us.

Well, I can't really think
about any of that,

because as you damn well know,
I've recused myself.

Yeah, like you said...

All eyes are on you, Chuck.

Land it safely.

We will get you any resources you need.

Thank you.

Maybe the attorney general
will grace you

with her presence on the podium,
class the thing up.

When the jungle was thick,
you hid in the hills.

And now that I've bushwhacked through
and I have El Dorado in my sights,

you want to sack the city with me?

"With me"?

Huh.

I thought you recused yourself.

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

This is bad.

Hey, I don't show up at your job
screaming and waving signs

about how much you suck.

Oh, yeah, that's right.
You don't have fucking jobs!

Fuck you!

I wouldn't throw gas on it.

Yeah, I would.
We're different.

You probably also make your bed
every day.

He wants to see you in four minutes.

Don't throw gas on it.

- I'd never.
- Axe Capital must go! Hey, ho...

Call Bryan Connerty right now.
Tell him Donnie's about to meet with Axe.

http://hiqve.com/

Hey.

Axe Capital is getting picketed.

Fun.

Kemlot Biochem.

Go long, 200 million.

Lot of lumber. Are you sure?

I'm not uncertain.

Mind if I ask why you're certain?

Let's go for a little walk.

What... what happened?

Fuck!

Get a tech in here.

I don't know how you do it, man.

I appreciate it.

You got to learn
to trust me, Donnie.

Audio's kicking back in.

Okay. Let's get it done.

You have lost weight.
I can see it.

Uh, the benefit of an all-stress diet.

You're all bearing the burden
of his actions.

It's really... this new level I'm at.

It's so much money.

It's just capital.

That's how you have to think about it,
like professional poker players.

Once the cash has turned into chips,
that's all it is...

ammo, bullets in the clip.

Discharge 'em when the target presents.
You know that.

I'm haunted by this image.

It keeps coming into my head.

Train tracks.
I've fallen on them.

I'm tied up in a web or something.

There's this knife
that I can reach to cut myself free.

The engine is bearing down, but I...

For some reason, my hands won't work.

I can't make them use the knife
until the damn thing is going to crush me,

and I'll never see my kids again.

You feel trapped.

You refuse to save yourself

because you think
you deserve whatever's coming, but...

you don't.

Thank you for saying that, but I do.

It's too late.
I've lied to people.

I've lived my whole life
trying to tell the truth,

and I've been lying every day.

Who are you lying to?

This business makes liars
out of all of us eventually.

Donnie, I know you to be a good person.

You can talk to me as you always have.

Thanks, but we both know
who you answer to.

There is a Chinese Wall
between me and my husband.

That's not who I'm talking about.

I can't.

I got to go.

Shit. He's folding on us.

No, it's the last gasp of conscience.
He's gonna do it.

Kemlot. I just placed an order
for 1.8 million shares.

Kaboom!

There's another 800,000 shares
on this ticket.

Can you get 'em in for me?

You know I will.
Give me some ups.

Thanks.

He did it.

He fucking did it.

We need to source the information.

Yeah, we need the part that dropped out.

Yeah.

He was definitely recording.

The data flow itself is uninterrupted.

My bet is that Axelrod built an enclosure

that blocks external electric fields,

making electronic surveillance
impossible.

It's really smart, actually,
if you think about...

Just clean up the audio file
best you can.

Donnie wasn't right.

I think he's got the yips
or something.

We need to make sure he's not crashing.
We'll go scoop him up.

DeGiulio knows about our informant.

Of course he does.
I told him.

Why the fuck did you...

I-I-I heard from some guys in his office

that he was still considering
pulling the thing from us,

that he was wondering
about our ability to close.

So I let it leak that we were
closer than anyone knew.

Nice kikashi.

How the fuck do you know
what a kikashi...

You don't have to live in Asia
to play a little Go.

Okay.

Okay, this we can work with.

The AG wants to be
on that podium in the worst way.

We won't let her,

but we can use her enthusiasm
at the right time.

Here's what I didn't tell 'em...
we just had a breakthrough.

Donnie made a substantial move
based on inside information...

direct ties to Axelrod.

I'm waiting on details.

Excellent. Finally.

I got some news.

Judge on the "Dollar" Bill case
is going to be

Whit fucking Wilcox.

Ugh.

Self-appointed defender
of capitalism.

I'll visit Wilcox.
I'll seed the ground for the trial.

Great.

Our informant's gone missing.

Define "missing."

What is this,
some fucking family intervention?

- You're goddamn right.
- Sean.

Because you need it.

The shit that's going on,
we're worried about you, sis.

I got this.

Yeah, we knew you were gonna say that.

You always just want to handle it
on your own.

But this isn't just about you.
This is about Dean.

What would he think?

What would he say
if he'd made it through?

If you think I would do anything,

anything to tarnish
our brother's memory...

Bobby and I made it a point
to do the opposite.

How much we've given
to the fire department,

the police, all the first responders?

I can't show my face
in the neighborhood.

The guys at my old house,

they're talking about driving fire trucks
through Bobby's office.

Oh, yeah?
Who's talking that shit... Mikey?

Look, Lar, we just want to make a plan.

This is Bobby's mess.
He has to clean it up.

We will.

Him, not you.

You married a criminal.

Walk away from the shame.
Divorce his ass.

There's no prenup, so you'll be rich,

if you even want that blood money.

Do it for the boys.

Sorry to interrupt.
Lunch, is it?

Yeah. Ruggie Wrap with Cones.

Mm.

I have an extra.

Sure. I'll have half.
Have you seen Donnie Caan?

Not since this morning.

Try calling him?

Hello?

I'm looking for Donnie.
Who is this?

Ben Kim.

He left his phone on his desk.

Thanks.

It's Raul Gomez.

I'll take it.

Raul.

I'm really sorry, my friend.

You know I'm not just saying that, right?

The 90 days...
if it helps, you can take longer.

No, you don't even have to wait
for your redemption period.

I don't hold hostages.

Axe...

No, you're right to leave.
I'd do the same thing.

Door's always open

if you ever want to come back
and make your guys some money.

Truly hope we get to that point.

Bad time?

No.

Nobody likes being called
a greedy asshole, not even you.

Oh, yeah?

Hey.

Will you bring some doughnuts
and coffee to the group outside?

With my compliments.

What else?

Donnie Caan walked out,

left his phone behind.

We had an odd conversation earlier.

He say anything
about where he was going?

- No.
- So why are you so worried?

I can't break confidentiality, but...

I think it'd be good
if you found him soon.

I'll do that. Thanks.

- Hey, George.
- Fire inspection.

- What's going on?
- We need access to the kitchen.

We got inspected two months ago.

You got a cracked switch plate.
We're gonna have to write you up.

- I don't see any cracks.
- Lou.

Be quiet.

- There's grease on the sprinkler.
- Yeah. It's a restaurant.

Fuck!

Faulty.

Really?
Is this the way it's gonna go down?

Good-looking meat.

A damn shame.

We are clearing this restaurant
for violations of the fire safety code.

Everybody out.

Let's go! Everybody out!

They turned down the coffee
and the doughnuts outside.

Said they don't want your poison.

Mm, as predictable
as they are annoying.

It's private property.
We can throw them off.

Call in the strike breakers.

No.

Let 'em do their thing.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I told you I'd get to you
when we had him in hand.

We're good, Mauricio.
Thank you.

You... you still haven't found him?

Like I said, we will.

I just... want to know what's up.

You sure it's you that wants to know?

I've just been noticing this thing
this last little while.

Your boss' body language
isn't matching his words.

What the fuck is that
supposed to mean?

There's a lack of synthesis

between what Chuck
is saying and presenting

and what's inside of him.

Okay.

That's the kind of thing that can
come back and bite you in the ass.

What's next... phrenology?

Hmm.

I'm just trying to look out for you.

You should check your own
body language while you're at it.

I'll get a full-length mirror.

Well, if you did, you'd see who you
lean into every time she comes by.

Whoa, whoa,
if this thing between us is gonna...

Nah, it's done.

It was a hell of a lot of fun,
but it's run its course, hasn't it?

Sure. Good call.

Uh, let me know
when you've recovered the witness.

You know, you are a nice guy, Bryan,

but you'll do a hell of a lot better
when you're your own man.

Get everything
you might possibly need,

because they will destroy
anything left behind.

Kind of feels like jumping ship

at exactly the moment
the ship is gonna sink.

That is the time to do it.

I guess, but I kind of feel bad
for all those other people

who are gonna drown.

If we're doing this together,
do me a favor...

stop feeling.

Towers down, profits up!

Towers down, profits up!

Towers down, profits up!
Towers down, profits up!

You want to save time,
I could just shove you in my freezer.

One hundred eighty seconds,

and it restores energy
at a cellular level.

You should try it.

Yeah. I've never seen
a 65-year-old look so fresh.

What do you know?

They're gone, for sure.

Channing, Carly, and fucking Hlasa.

They grabbed a few analysts too.

Security...

pulled this.

They'll start their capital raise soon
if they haven't already.

Meetings are being set.

I've gotten a few calls

from folks poking around,

see how pissed we'd be if they kicked in.

I brought this on, Wags...

15 years ago, all of it.

I might as well have spoken
a fucking incantation.

If you feel that way,
what do you want me to do?

Keep listening.
Find out what they're up to.

Then I'm gonna fucking hobble them.

Like in Misery.

Hello, Whit.
Thank you for seeing me.

Oh, no. I'm honored.

It's an uncommon day when
the U.S. Attorney himself comes by.

Sit down.

You know, I just, uh,

wanted to throw
a few blades of grass in the air,

see what kind of environment
my office can expect

on "Dollar" Bill Stearn's
pretrial hearing.

- We are not having this conversation.
- We never would.

You know well the environment
of my courtroom.

- Tough but fair.
- Always.

Fair as in fair market too.

Both sides have to toe the line.

If I find an illegal benefit was had,
I will steer a jury there.

But if it's a personal relationship
separate of business,

I'll drive sympathies the other way.

Tough but fair.

Good.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

You know, I'm not, uh,
really hands-on, but...

while I'm here, I wonder
if we re-presented a warrant

for bugging the Axelrod home.

No.

Asked and answered.

He uses the home to conduct business.

It's the locus of a criminal conspiracy.

Should we bug
the other employees' homes too?

That would include your home,
wouldn't it?

The audio of one's home would contain
the most intimate of conversations...

a fight with a spouse,

crying baby, lovemaking.

It is not just a question
of civil liberties.

It's a question of decency too.

Thank you.

Kemlot Biochem is getting acquired
by Far East P&C

at over $100 a share in cash and stock.

Holy shit.
Axe is gonna make...

Close to 100 million profit
on a dirty-as-shit trade.

You have confirmation of the source?

We will when they bring Donnie in.

Yeah, where the fuck is Donnie?

Waiting on word. Soon.

Well...

then it's a lock.

Jesus, we... we...
we got to celebrate.

We should... you know, we should, uh...

We should, um...

What? Get dinner?

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

A real one,
or should I bring my dad again?

- Oh.
- Mm-mm?

Oh, okay.

Hang on.

Terri.

It's just business.

Yeah?

What, you still can't find him?

- Lar?
- Hey.

Looking good.

You too, Mikey.

How's Cyn?

She's good.

She's not that stoked
about you dropping by.

Come on. This isn't that.

You know what this is.

Hey, you married the guy, you know?

You wanted the big life...
bigger than I could give you.

You got the ups.
Now you get the downs.

You and me were all but done
when I met him.

You know, just making sure
lines aren't blurred,

that you're not maybe helping
the guys be pissed off.

Nah. No, everything's clear,
not blurred.

And I don't need any help.

Whole department's pretty bent,
matter of fact.

After all the support?

I mean, all the money that Bobby's
poured into the Firefighters Foundation?

I guess the sentiment is,
his money's cheap and dirty.

Quarter of a billion dollars cheap?

Over the past dozen years?

I don't give a fuck.

Nobody did anything to hurt you guys.

It's just circumstance.

I'm hoping you can carry that message.

Nah, I don't see it like that.

- And I'm not carrying that...
- anywhere.

Then you're a fucking simpleton,

and that is why it didn't
work out between us.

- Yeah?
- Bad news, boss.

Donnie Caan still MIA.

Overnight?

We've got the arrest warrant
almost baked and no chief witness.

- Fucking find him!
- I'm on it.

They've got physical surveillance
up on his home and relatives,

tracking his credit cards,
his phones, his E-ZPass.

We put a-a red notice
on his passport file.

We're also following social media.

Haven't gotten anything yet, but...

Really?
He's not live tweeting his escape?

I'll get these violations cleared.

I'll have my guys talk
to the fire marshal.

It's bigger than that.

Something else happen?

No. It's just...

I just don't think the local captain's
gonna stop on his own.

What's your family saying?

They're behind you 100%.

But the New York firehouses,

you know, the ones
who lost their guys in 9/11?

- Mm-hmm.
- They're calling the shots.

Mm.

Everything will smooth out
if they're satisfied.

I get the message.
I'll fix this.

It's open.

You got time for an old friend?

Chase.

Hi.

Bold move.

I'm not here to headhunt you
at your place of work.

I was just pitching some
of my best clients to Wags.

I've got a dozen young traders and PMs
all dying to work here,

and no one seems to give a shit
about the reputational damage.

Uh-huh.

One of my favorite things about you...
you're smarter than me.

You're right.
I have an ulterior motive.

I'm wondering why you turned down
your dream job.

That company I told you about,
they said they'd follow it up with...

I can't bail on this place right now,

not with Occupy Westport
in the parking lot.

This is when my guys
actually need me the most.

If the company needs
to fill the spot this week,

let it go.

Okay.

All right, you're not ready
for a new life.

How about this?

There is a bar opening on Bowery.

A speakeasy, it says.

Apparently they're not aware
that Prohibition has ended.

I'm hoping I can cadge us
some cheap drinks.

There is so much
about that invitation I like.

The taste of bathtub gin.

Yes.

I think you better get going
before this starts to look weird.

Come in.

Lara, hi.

Uh... this is Chase.

- He was just...
- I was just heading out.

Nice to meet you, Lara.

Can I sit?

Of course.

Is everything okay?

Not really.

This feels like a session.

Call it what you want.

I need advice.

Shoot.

That hatchet job on Bobby...

they're coming after my restaurant.

I am so sorry.

Yeah.
Well, doesn't just hurt me.

You know, my sister, all my people...

they count on that place.

It's all they have.

I'm not sure what kind of advice...

Just tell me,
if you were in my situation,

what would you do?

You know, if you hadn't done
anything wrong

but you were targeted anyway.

Collateral damage.

And not just you... anyone you love:

your friends, employees,

your family, your children.

Does that feel right to you?

Does that feel like justice?

You want me to pressure
my husband to back off.

- You know I can't do that.
- Why not?

First of all, Chuck is recused.

Yeah, I know what he says.

Let me be clear.

This is my job.

My husband's job is his.

I've drawn a line.

Well, then you're really, really lucky,

'cause I sure as fuck can't.

Therapist I went to school with,
if you really need someone to talk to.

I figured this would be
a good place to talk.

I usually get full bars.

Now... nothing.

Imagine that.

When do you come in here?

It's a great place to jerk off
when you're not around.

A few things... Kemlot popped
on the acquisition news.

Three-run homer.

Maybe a grand slam
by the time it's done.

- Good.
- Yeah.

Now ask me
what you really want to know.

Where the fuck is Donnie?

I was on board with the rest of it.

But where did you stash him, and why?

I didn't, and I don't know.

So this isn't like
what happened with "The Pouch"?

You're not just disinforming me
to be thorough?

Not this time.
He's really gone.

Even Hall hasn't been able to find him.

Fuck.

Well, what now?

I don't know.

Ay.

You should've seen Spencer's father
at back-to-school night.

He was grilling the teacher
about AP English prep.

These are fourth graders.

Well, the douche bag apple
doesn't fall far from the douche bag tree.

Yeah?

We got a hit on Donnie's E-ZPass.

Uh-huh.

The Mass Pike.

State trooper's waiting
at the next tollbooth.

Should be soon now.

Got it. Thanks.

I'm so sorry.
I got to get to the office.

- Everything okay?
- Mm-hmm.

All right, this is it.
All units go.

Let's go! Move, move!

Put your hands
on the fucking steering wheel!

Get 'em up!

Sarge, I think we got a problem.

It isn't even the subject's car.

Well, then why the fuck
did your alert go off?

It is Caan's E-ZPass.

Did this guy stop anywhere?

Rest stop in Jersey.

Motherfucker swapped it out.

Fuck. Fuck. I...

Fuck!

Mm.

Oh, they are, to a person,
clever motherfuckers.

Scheming.

Well, you got to salute it in a way.

I'm sorry to have pulled you in.

No, no, no.

That's the problem here.

You're apologizing
because the lion next door

ate our schnauzer.

I mean, we really shouldn't be surprised.

Maybe we should've thought
of that possibility

before we moved in
and let the dog out.

Their entire industry

is built on going long and short
at the same time...

...both employing risk
for its asymmetrical upside

and laying off risk...

as a hedge against
the inevitable downward turns.

Well, it's time we stop appreciating it

and start to mirror it.

Thanks for agreeing to see me.

Sorry it's so late.

Thank you.

What's this about?

Well, this is your makeup call.

Judge Wilcox...
you had a problem with him.

- Yeah, U.S. versus Tritter.
- Mm-hmm.

I asked for seven years
on gun trafficking.

Some kid in the projects.

Wilcox gave him 35 years.

It's fucking frontier justice.

It nagged at me.

I asked you if I could do
an off-book investigation on Wilcox,

but you shut me down.

- Remember what you told me?
- No.

"At least he's a prosecutor's judge."

I've reconsidered.

Why?

Like Keynes said,
"When the facts change..."

Look into Wilcox.

Go wherever it leads.

You're making a move
on a federal judge.

Is he in your way?
What's your beef with him?

If he's clean, none at all.

My practice time, Lon.

Carnegie Hall, you know?

- Honey, this is the U.S. attorney.
- No, no, no, no, no.

I used to get the same way
before a big closing statement.

I admire it, and I will be on my way.

I may need some help
with the judge thing.

You'll get it.

And you know Eastern's gonna
have to be involved now.

Credit's not important
when true justice is involved.

Of course.

Where the fuck is Donnie?

He's not just soaking
in some isolation tank.

He's thinking.

And at the end of this,
he could decide to walk into their office

and tell 'em everything.

They'll pull up the timetable,
and we are over.

Well, I can tell you
that hasn't happened yet.

He is not in federal custody.

You get that from your janitor?

Also from Washington.
I've confirmed.

You knew the risk when you put
this thing in motion.

Yeah. Yeah, this part wasn't hedged.
It was straight risk.

You said the hedge
was that you read your guy.

If that was your read,
then you were right and still are.

Yeah, well, it sounds good
when you say it.

Doesn't make it true.

- Get something to eat?
- No.

All right, guys, settle down.

You hate me.

I don't blame you.

You lost more than I could
ever imagine that day...

colleagues, friends,

including Lara's brother, Dean.

I met Lara in an aid tent.

She was just out of nursing school.

I didn't know she lost
her brother in the towers.

But when I found out...

I realized what I'd done.

It brought it home.

And I want you to know this...

...that when I started donating
to the Firefighters Foundation...

...it wasn't calculated.

It was out of real admiration.

Total BS.

Paul...

talk to me.

You sound like a fucking politician.

You gonna buy us too, Axe?

How much do I cost?

Really, Mikey?
Try to show a tiny bit of restraint.

They're entitled to their anger,
Mikey too.

You all read the articles.

You know I made those trades
after the first tower was hit,

before we knew it was terrorism,

before I knew my whole firm
was gonna die.

That's your fucking excuse?

No.

What the papers didn't say

is that I kept trading
after the South Tower was hit too.

In fact, that's when I stepped
on the gas.

Oh, man.

Am I a politician now?

I'm not running and hiding.

I am standing right here, telling you...

I didn't do it for me.

I have plenty of time left
to make myself some money.

I did it because even though
I knew my colleagues,

my friends would all be gone,

their families would still be here,

and they would be my responsibility.

Was it coldhearted?

Yes.

I thought I had to be.
Maybe I was wrong.

Look, the reason I'm here
is because I value you guys...

my relationship with the department,

but especially with this house.

We drank together on the anniversary.

You matter to me.

And even if I don't matter to you,

I wanted you to hear it.

Hmm.

So thanks for giving me the chance.

It's beautiful.

Mr. Caan?

Yes?

Do you know the rules?

No.

He'll know your name.

You'll have two minutes.

You can ask questions.

He might give you a gift.

And he can touch you,

but you can't touch him.

Come here, Donnie.

How are you?

Lost.

Now you are found.

Kevin's backpack?

Mm. It's in his room, I think.

What?

Donnie Caan finally used his credit card
at Trapper Lodge.

Some shitty restaurant
in downtown Cleveland.

Mm-hmm.
Did you send in locals?

Gone when they got there,

but just a matter of time
before we wrap him up now.

Hmm, Trapper Lodge...

Okay.

That's right near
the Cleveland Convention Center.

Ahh.

A fucking saint.
That's who he was seeing.

Sorry?

He let himself be found.

He'll be coming back home.

- Who will be?
- Uh...

fugitive.

Just a case I'm working with Connerty.

Which one?

I know what you're implying.

We agreed with Decker,
you wouldn't ask me about Axelrod.

That's when you were on the case.
You told me you were off.

This is the exact reason
we shouldn't be talking

about any of my cases.

Are you on or off?

You know, if you don't believe me,
you should ask Connerty.

Okay.

I think we can save most of the stuff

around the acorn squash
and the Brussels sprouts.

We can replant the rest.

Tito!

speaking Spanish

Big truck was here.

Ymira...

Silver dollars.

Thirty pieces.

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey, ho, Axe Capital must go!

Hey.

Where the fuck are you?

Driving home. I'm...

...I don't know,
somewhere flat.

A lot of fat people.

I'll be back in the office tomorrow.

You scared the shit out of me.

I know. I'm sorry.

I just want to thank you.

That stuff you said...

...it helped me figure out
what's really important to me.

So I went on a spiritual quest.

My version, anyway... Cleveland.

What's there?

Chance to clear my head.

I saw Guru Ash.

You know, that "Third Eye Seer"?

Silly, right?

But...

he's kind of a saint.

You saw a saint?

Hey.

Where's Wendy?

At work.
She didn't tell you?

No.

You can take off.

Yeah?

Got the motherfucker.

- Hauling him in right now.
- Don't leave.

Uh, I'll be right there.

Hey, boss, the group outside
was getting set to pull out,

but the bus broke down.

They're stranded for the time being.

Oh.
That is a real fucking shame.

And right when it's supposed
to start raining?

Have fun getting pneumonia,
motherfuckers.

You want me to leave 'em out there?

No.

Hi.

I want to talk.

Yeah, I can't, not now.

- Where are you going?
- Where do you think?

So the protest seems
to be coming to an end...

All loaded up.
The bus is being towed.

They actually accepted
limo rides home?

Well, no one turns down a limo.

Hey.

Sorry.
I was at the restaurant.

Made some decisions.

You shuttered it.

I'm selling the farm too.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'm telling you now.

We could've held on,
the restaurant and the farm.

- How?
- By not letting go.

I don't give a shit if people
didn't show up for ten years.

People forget.
Things change.

We could've fought.

This is me fighting.

I come from a long line of scrappers.

We learn to get rid of our weaknesses
so we can fight better.

When things get really bad...

...I shut down.

I go on autopilot.
I know.

I did it on 9/11.
I did it here.

That's the only way I know.

You got to find another way.

It was...

I don't know...
like, a long, dark night of the soul.

Don't fucking toss clichés at me.

You're having some crisis?
Fine. See a shrink.

But you... you were
having fun jerking us around.

Look, the E-ZPass... I was scared.

I came back on my own, didn't I?

Plus, I got you Axe
ordering the Kemlot trade.

- Everything you asked for.
- No, not everything.

We don't have the source
of the inside information,

which you know is a key fucking element
in this prosecution,

because he gave it to you
in the blocked room.

I can tell you everything Axe said.

The insider source,
he's a high-ranking FDA guy.

- Name?
- Uh, Glenn...

Gilmartin, I think.

I'm sorry. I assumed you had it on tape.

Guy's legit. Works for the FDA.

What else did he say?

Uh, Axe paid him off,
didn't say how much.

But I get the feeling...

I get the...

I get the...

I'm really tired.
Can we do this tomorrow?

No, we fucking cannot.
Sit the fuck back down.

Listen, I feel really sick.
You... you're right.

I did think about not coming back.

But I decided...
I'll give you what you need.

I'll testify against Axe.

But right now, I need...

- Aah!
- Holy shit. Donnie!

No. Donnie.

Oh, fuck!

Donnie.

Can you hear me? Donnie?

I'll go get somebody.

Get him on his side over here.

God damn it, Donnie.

Donnie. Donnie!
Can you hear me?

- Donnie?
- Jeez, his lips.

Donnie. God damn it.

Donnie. Donnie!

♪ Sometimes I don't know
where this dirty road ♪

♪ Is taking me ♪

♪ Sometimes I don't even know ♪

♪ The reason why ♪

♪ But I guess I keep a-gamblin' ♪

♪ Lots of booze and lots of ramblin' ♪

♪ Well, it's easier than just
a-waitin' around to die ♪

♪ Oh, one time, friends, I had a ma ♪

♪ Even had a pa ♪

♪ Well, he beat her with a belt once
'cause she cried... ♪

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